Quotes About Resilience

In our case, God often raises up an enemy to see if we really want to be like Jesus.

He warmed to his own wounds as others warm themselves beside a fire

One of the most sublime experiences we can ever have to to wake up feeling healthy after we have been sick.

I was a lonely boy. I spent all my time reading books and watching the world. [some] tried to draw me out at first, but their hearts weren't in it. And after all, they had enough troubles of their own.

I also understand that you have to lie to yourself to survive in a bad marriage, you have to delude yourself if you want to carry on in this life.

Mine is a face that would have trouble launching a canoe.

What is life if not a habitation to loss?

You have to delude yourself if you want to carry on in this life.

Some days are not new book days.

Literature gives me life and life kills me.

I have reached the age where life has become a series of accepted defeats—age and defeat, blood brothers faithful to the end.

What breaks us is rarely what we expect.

My soul is fate's chew toy. My destiny pursues me like an experienced tracker, like a malevolent hunter, bites me and won't let go. What I thought I left behind I find again. I'll always be a failure, then, now, and forever. Fail again. Fail worse. I witness my life's collapse.

Beirut has survived for thousands and thousands of years by spreading her beautiful legs for every army within smelling distance.

can't keep blaming her. She hasn't had any opportunities, has had to make do. She's had a tough life. But I can't seem to stop criticizing her. Whenever I gingerly remove my mother's noose from around my neck, it is with my own hands that I nearly strangle myself.

My soul is fate's chew toy.

am alone. It is a choice I've made, yet it is also a choice made with few other options available. Beiruti society wasn't fond of divorced, childless women in those days. Still, I made my bed—a simple, comfortable, and adequate bed, I might add.

In the summer of 1982, while Israeli armored tanks and gunships imposed a siege of another age on rampartless Beirut, cutting off the water supply and food shipments, the modern catapults, the air force, leveled residential buildings, destroyed all infrastructure, and, amazingly, bombed the synagogue of Beirut's Jewish neighborhood. There is no contradiction.

The mountain remains unmoved at seeming defeat by the mist.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

If no one responds to your call, then go your own way alone.

Let me not look for allies in life's battlefield,But to my own strength. Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,But for the patience to win my freedom.

Perhaps the new dawn will come from this horizon, from the East where the sun rises; and then, unvanquished Man will retrace his path of conquest, despite all barriers, to win back his lost heritage.

The little flower lies in the dust. It sought the path of the butterfly.